Will Never Let You Go
Stalked?

"Mas, Mom passed out and is now in the hospital!" ara exclaimed as soon as her husband came out of the bathroom.

Just like the wife who was shocked when she heard the bad news from her sister, Darma was like that. The morning that was calm and peaceful was immediately decorated with gray clouds.

"Mas, we have to go there now," Ara pinta with tears that have been looming.

"Calm down, you calm down. We went to the hospital after taking Ashila. Okay?"

Ara agrees. He rushes to Ashila's room to check on her daughter's school needs while Darma also gets ready in the room. Needless to say, Ara already knew that Darma would not be entering the office today. Ah, the man .. he did not choose it wrong.

Breakfast was faster than usual. Ara who worries about her mother's circumstances makes her unfocused with Ashila who likes to ask new things. Lucky Darma very sensitive directly handle his daughter when the mind of his wife is raging.

"I took Shila to class, you just wait here" Darma said as they arrived at Ashila's school.

"Yes." Yeah." Ara's gaze turned to her son. "Learn the poor, yes, dear," he said followed by a kiss on Ashila's forehead.

"Mommy wants to see Eyang, huh? Shila wants to come."

"Yes, Mami's going home from school to pick us up and look at Eyang together."

The two-pouled child was a mangosteen, then grabbed the hand of his father who was ready to take him to class.

Along the way to the hospital, Ara continued to bombard her sister with messages. Darma understands that his wife is worried. However, seeing how the woman next to him grumbled because the message was not reciprocated made him want to not speak up.

"Gusti must be panicking there, too. You just pray. We'll be there soon too."

The woman looked at him with a guilty look. Husband's right. Moreover, he knew that this was the first time his mother fainted. Ara then put her phone in the bag. Within ten minutes, Darma's car finally arrived at the hospital. The man asked his wife to go down in the lobby while he looked for a parking space.

Ara's long hair fluttered in the wind as she sat in the wrong chair. The desolate atmosphere that surrounded made his premonition uneasy. Ara looked to the left when she felt that someone was watching her. This kind of feeling he had experienced since returning from the Island of the Gods last week.

Ara gasped as she turned her head back to the front and it turned out that there was Darma standing there. The man's forehead frowned in surprise to find his wife like a frightened man.

"Why you?"

Ara shook her head slowly. Confused how to explain it. "I'm okay. Mother's room is on the fourth floor" she said after reading a message Gusti had just sent.

They took the elevator to the room where Bu Ata was treated. Gusti with Pak Narto stood in front of the room upon arrival of the couple there.

"Sir, how's Mom doing?" ask Ara.

"Udah unconscious. Now get checked out by a doctor."

A sigh of relief was clearly heard. Ara looked at her avenged husband with a tight grip of her hand.

"His blood pressure is high and the patient is exhausted. For the future, you should not be too forced to fear that it will be fatal." So said the doctor who handled before leaving the room.

Pak Narto's family now stands around the bed where Bu Ata lay. There was guilt in Ara's heart knowing she couldn't help her mother in her distress. And even have fun with his little family in Bali.

A few days ago, Mr. Narto also fell ill. Be, Miss Ata who takes care of everything, with no one to help and ends up in the hospital like now.

"Mother if you bother to say Ara. Ara will come to help."

"What help, Nduk? You also bother to take care of Shila. Where's shila? I miss."

"schools. I'll come back here later, okay."

"When you're home, yeah, Ra. I haven't slept there in a long time."

"Yes, we'll be at Mom's house. How many days is up to Ara," replied Darma accompanied by a smile.

In the middle of Pak Narto's family chat, the door of the room was knocked. A nun stepped in and brought breakfast to Ms. Ata. As usual, the middle-aged woman was reluctant to eat so had to be seduced by the entire family.

"Mas Darma ...." Gusti called his brother-in-law when his brother was busy feeding his mother.

"Yes, why, Gus?"

"Today I'm not going in, yes, ma'am. You see, my father is not too fit either. So, fear ...."

"Who are you," Darma chuckled, "i'm not going in either. Just calm. What matters is your health first."

"Thank you, Mom."

Darma nodded small.

Three hours pass, Darma and Ara say goodbye to pick up Ashila. Both of them left the room without making a sound for fear of disturbing the sleeping Ms. Ata.

"Mas, I go to the toilet first" said Ara.

"I'll wait there." Darma pointed at the row of chairs not far from where they were standing.

After urinating in one of the toilet cubicles, Ara who was now standing in front of the sink again felt something unpleasant. Looking to the right and to the left, there was no one there, except for a room that was closed since it entered and now the people inside have not gone out. The feathers bristled. Hurriedly Ara washed her hands and tidied her hair, then hurriedly returned to her husband.

"Babe, what's wrong with you, anyway?" ask Darma back in wonder.

"Mas, I think someone followed me from yesterday."

"How's it going?"

"Yes, ngikutin! Someone's asking for it."

"You're tired, huh?" ask Darma. Without being told his hands were already perched on his wife's head to give a gentle massage.

Indeed, since from Bali Ara feel very tired. Plus Ashila who had a practice for dancing made him want to just wave his hand to the canera. Ara closed her eyes to enjoy the massage that was now moving on her temples. "Lately I've been dizzy a lot too" he admitted.

"Cock, didn't say?"

"Dizziness dikit doang too."

Smooth sounding crackle. Darma lowered her hand. "You need a lot or a little bit of pain to get sick."

"Yesn ...."

"Pick up Shila keep buying vitamins. What do you want to eat?"

"What yes ...." As he continued, Ara thought. "The one who is happy."

"Will the oxtail? I think it's good, deh." Darma gulped, then licked his lower lip.

Ara who saw it kept chuckling. "A lot of interest, huh, sir?"

The weirdness is contagious. "Yes, here. Don't know why it's suddenly gini."